Aug. 14. 1653. <br /> <br /> <br />O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great <br />And glorious is thy name through all the earth? <br />So as above the Heavens thy praise to set <br />Out of the tender mouths of latest bearth, <br /> <br />Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou <br />Hast founded strength because of all thy foes <br />To stint th'enemy, and slack th'avengers brow <br />That bends his rage thy providence to oppose. <br /> <br />When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers art, <br />The Moon and Starrs which thou so bright hast set, <br />In the pure firmament, then saith my heart, <br />O What is man that thou remembrest yet, <br /> <br />And think'st upon him; or of man begot <br />That him thou visit'st and of him art found; <br />Scarce to be less then Gods, thou mad'st his lot, <br />With honour and with state thou hast him crown'd. <br /> <br />O're the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord, <br />Thou hast put all under his lordly feet, <br />All Flocks, and Herds, by thy commanding word, <br />All beasts that in the field or forrest meet. <br /> <br />Fowl of the Heavens, and Fish that through the wet <br />Sea-paths in shoals do slide. And know no dearth. <br />O Jehovah our Lord how wondrous great <br />And glorious is thy name through all the earth.<br /><br />John Milton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-08/
